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[center][b]Day/Time:[/b] Day Three - Evening
[b]Location:[/b] 26th Floor of Tetris Castle, The Reception Hall
[b]Tagging:[/b] [@Mattchstick][@DracoLunaris][@Lugubrious][@Zarkun][/center]
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It was Christmas, and it was tradition that there would be a feast provided for the guest heroes. The Reception Hall was decorated with silver candelabras, dangling crystal chandeliers, and a silver-stitched snowflake tablecloth. Lemming waiters wearing black suits and bow ties walked back and forth, carrying platters with—you guessed it! Silver lids. Hot marinated meats, warm fluffy buttered rolls, sauces, dressings, and mash awaited the starving heroes, a courtesy before they risked their lives on the real reason why they were summoned.

[url=https://pre00.deviantart.net/055d/th/pre/f/2016/125/0/b/0b8f9d15e881244d75a0c8cc37e9eaac-da1g2o8.png]Vault Boy[/url] was dressed for the occasion wearing a not as ugly as most Christmas sweater with green and red stripes and gold stars all over it. He sat at the head of the table, the fluff-balled tail of his Santa hat flopping into his face before he swatted it aside. He had a tablet in his hands and he was sliding glowing circles and squares in random directions which activated a large holographic panel to appear behind him. He eased his head back to make sure the screen was at least working.

A satisfied smile curled at his lips before he set the tablet upon the table and stood in his chair—since he was so short. With his fists resting on his hips, he waited for the heroes to gather and would greet them as they arrived with his arms exuberantly spread:

[color=fff200][b]“Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays! Welcome! Please, make yourselves comfortable and don’t be afraid to dig in ([s]cause this might be your last supper[/s]), ha, ha, ha!”[/b][/color]

Vault Boy hadn’t been a council member the veteran heroes were used to working with. In fact, they had never worked with him at all so for the new bloods, his presence was a treat.

[color=fff200][b]“I assure you that none of the food is radioactive. I checked it myself!”[/b][/color] 

Why would he suspect the food to be radioactive? Old habit. He waved his arm that had his Pip-Boy attached to it about. [color=fff200][b]“We have a few things to discuss before you all are on your way so please quickly find a seat. We’ll start in five minutes.”[/b][/color]

Vault Boy then smirked. [color=fff200][b]“I want to give you guys a chance to get some food in your mouths.”[/b][/color]